C470 Zhen Wei-hua's Invitation Came Again

"Where the hell is the girl?"

Looking at the empty room, Ye Tian couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Thinking about Xie Jia's ferocious expression just now, as if she wanted to chop him into mincemeat, Ye Tian could not help but subconsciously reach out his hand to touch the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead.

If Xie Jia really dared to fight him to the death